"Can't you speak?"
"I don't choose," replied Thames, sturdily; "and your brutality shan't make me. ”
Sir John breathed a long deep sigh. “And you?”
“Same thing. But a total stranger, a man you never saw twentyfour hours ago! It can't be thought of. I don’t care. She was still more stirred
by the idea of the equal citizenship of men and women, by the realization that a
big and growing organization of women were giving form and a generalized
expression to just that personal pride, that aspiration for personal freedom and
respect which had brought her to London; but when she heard Miss Miniver
discoursing on the next step in the suffrage campaign, or read of women
badgering Cabinet Ministers, padlocked to railings, or getting up in a public
meeting to pipe out a demand for votes and be carried out kicking and
screaming, her soul revolted. She missed
them already. She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No. Ramage,” she said, clinging to her one point, “I want to get out of this
horrible little room. The manager tells me that you
are an American. "
"Loved me! You!"
"I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which
seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen
by a gipsy in Lancashire. “I do not understand.
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